Woke up to the sounds of hard rain around 3AM. Got up and checked windows (and ceilings) for water-entry. Went back to sleep for a couple of hours and awoke to a day wrapped in gray. Above photo was taken a little after 5AM. Water filling the metal Rain-Catcher, long exposure and hand-held. Made tea and perused a new book called Basho’s Journey, about the prose written by Basho. Basho means Banana… It stopped raining by 8AM, but sand had turned to slippery mud by the garage and I lost my footing while carrying stuff and went down hard on my left arm. After pouring half a bottle of Peroxide on the scrapes I MacGyvered a bandaid using a large non-stick pad and pieces of gaffer tape – 1001 uses.
I was thinking about Gary Snyder’s words. I want it both! I want to be able to reach far away places quickly and with ease, and I also want to be able to walk on a path to experience the nearby world with my body… I am looking into walking the Continental Divide Trail.
This evening: packing and phone interviews with journalists in New Zealand. I was just about to stuff five photocopied pages of maqams (arabic music scales) into my laptop bag – something to work on while I am in Australia – when I thought hm… maybe not. They have western music notation at the top, but below are lots of handwritten arabic notes.